LOGINKing’s POV “He passed out,” Gary informed me.I was back in my home office, whiskey in hand. I expected something from the man who fought to wake up earlier than the drug should keep him down but there was nothing.He dropped unconscious minutes after Benjamin left, unable to say anything useful. And forcefully waking them up could kill them. I couldn't risk that. “You shouldn't trust him,” Gary added.“Who said I was?” I said.“Why did you show them to him? He would guard against us.”Gary was never prone to hide his dissatisfaction and this was no different. “What use is it, if I let the mouse relax?” I took a sip of my drink.“You’re playing with him.”“Keep an eye on him. He's agitated. I expect him to do something stupid.”Ever since the ‘accident’ he's been out of it. I wanted him to act. I wanted him to try to get back at me. Try was the word. I didn't expect a man who was ready to kill his wife to let me off after I got his car ruined.It was unfortunate that he wouldn't be a
King’s POV “I want to help,” he added.I couldn't read him. He was a good actor. I could give him that. But I knew there was something hidden in those confident and remorseful eyes.“Why should I believe you?” I asked.“You don't have to but you should know that no matter whatever perspective you view me, it wouldn't change the love Luci—my wife has for me.”My fingers balled into fists. He was pushing me, trying to get me riled up. My lips crooked sideways half amused by his pathetic show of dominance.But he at least knew one thing about me which was I hated she still had that title. She was still linked to him. “Why do you want to help?” I asked.He took a moment, sitting up with a sigh. “I don't have the resources. I want to help her. I messed up, big time,” his voice far along. He stared blankly for a minute before shaking his head.“I should have protected her, I know that. I failed to do that. Right under my nose she got hurt. And somehow I could have pushed her into more dang
King’s POV“You finally decided to show yourself,” Benjamin acted smug.The three men with me drew their guns and that shut him up. Blood drained from his face as he darted his eyes around. I scoffed at his cowardice.I slowly took off my jacket, placing it over my chair before taking a seat. “For a man who could talk big, you sure are a coward,” I said.“I still got to your house. That's to show you how smart I am,” he said, shaking from the guns around him.Lucille was scared of guns but I had a feeling he caused it. With a man this cowardly, who would learn to be brave? “I’ll give you that,” I said, gesturing he took a seat.His eyes went to the guns but he slowly perched on one of my couches. “What was so important you needed to speak with me?” I said.As much as he was amusing, the sight of him irritated me. My fingers itched to gun him down but Lucille wouldn't like that. “I know who you are,” he said.“Really?” I leaned into my chair. “Who am I?”“The Mafia boss, Giovanni King
King’s POVMy strides were simple and short. I watched everyone turn to me as I approached their supposed boss. He looked just as I remembered him. This time he didn’t have a gun pointed at me but he sure had a calm to him today.I took a seat across from him. “Whiskey? Scotch?” his Russian accent was perfect.“I heard you had some wine. Entertain me with them,” I said.He squinted his eyes for a second then tucked that anger away somewhere I wouldn’t bother searching for it. He gestured for someone to bring it forward and we were served. “Enjoy,” he said, picking up his glass.I brought my glass to my lips but paused. Roman laughed. “You don’t think I poisoned it, did you?” he asked.I smiled at that. “It’s not your signature,” I said, raising my glass.I took a sip, nodding at the taste. “Just like I thought it was,” I said, retuning the glass to the table.“How is it?” he asked.“Lacks everything anyone would want,” I said.Roman’s face squeezed with offence but I didn’t mind. “You
Lucille’s POVI didn't like that question. I didn't like the look in his eyes. My throat turned dry. My heart raced just at the thought of telling him the truth. The real truth.“The doctor said I needed rest after each injection. I got poisoned and-”“I didn't ask that,” he took a seat again on the bed. “Where is our son? We can talk about anything else later,” he said.His voice was calm. Too calm, it made my hair stand. He was shaken a little bit but it didn't get rid off whatever was lingering in his mind. “I told you, I sent him to a boarding school and-”“It’s the holidays, Lucy. Why isn't he back? I'm worried,” he said.I swallowed, taking my time to sit up. “He went for a little trip with his class. They'll be there for two weeks,” the lie rolled off my tongue.“And you didn't tell me?”“You pushed him away the last time he got back. I could have told you but you didn't even want to sit with your own son,” I argued.That seemed to make him come to. Remorse flashed across his f
Lucille’s POV“Oh girl,” Mathew said, rushing to my side.He walked in with Raymond who placed the basket of food and flowers by the bed. Mathew threw his hand around me and I chuckled. “You look so…” he pulled away shaking his head. “They aren’t taking care of you, girl.”I chuckled. “Hi Raymond,” I said.“Hey, Lucy. How are you feeling?” he said.“I don’t know,” I replied.I really didn’t. With how much was being pumped in and out of me, it’s a miracle I was still alive. “Tell me everything that happened,” Mathew said.I told him everything and how once again someone tried to kill me right in the hospital. “I thought hospitals were better than this but I guess, I gave them too much credit,” Mathew said.“You always give everything too much credit,” Raymond said.Mathew waved his hand. “It’s for their good,” he said.We chatted for a while but I couldn’t help but wonder where Benjamin had gone. He was gone for a whole day now and I couldn’t reach him. King didn’t give anything away a
Lucille's POV “Here boss,” the lady that was meant to be dead said, handing a key to King.I blinked a couple of times, staring at the face of the woman I had shot on my very first day in this club. So much so it traumatized me.However, there was a difference.That lady was quivering just at the
Lucille’s POVKing pulled me into him, his hand around my head as the glass at my side shattered as well. “Out!” King ordered the driver.I heard the gun clock as he got out of the car. My body shivered at the sound of the gun. A loud thud followed and a splash of something which reached my face.I
Lucille’s POVWith Harvey at my side, we went for the door of the house. After a twist of the key in the hole, the door flung open, revealing an open living room. The sofas were distances away from each other, a massive television at the side. The blue paint wasn't exactly the colour I liked, but
Lucille's POV I struggled with the ropes around my wrists, but they were too tight. Pulling too much only got me bruised. I stopped when I heard footsteps approaching. “I’m sorry, Miss Lucille, old habits,” Josephine snapped her fingers and her men retracted their guns. “Get her out of those dam







